When I was young I used to build
Great castles in the sky.
And no expense did I e'er spare -
In pleasing my mind's eye.
When I grew some I tried to build
A lauded life for me.
But the foundation that I poured
I found vain and empty.
And now I've grown a little more
And start to understand
That building blocks of clouds and praise
Evade my feeble hand.
Instead I find life's building blocks
From humbler origins come -
They're hewn from giving up my life
And kept in place by love.
five minute friday: Writing for five minutes on a theme. Skip the edits. Skip the considerations. Just write. And post.
